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Cityscape

The artist’s hand reshapes yesterday
    In straight lines
    Of hard edges -
Peaks of 
    Right angles perfected
    Missing oblique or obtuse –
Claiming the horizon
    In full frontal 
    Silhouette 
Cut from ebony shades,
    When daylight sinks into the shadows
    And twilight goes down meeting midnight 
One dimension pyramids,
    Floors layered by steel reinforced 
    Triangulated honeycombs,
Octagonal rounds 
    Gather cotton clouds
    Topping off their naked crowns,
Lofty spires
    Scrape the midnight 
    To gather far flung stars
Flat rectangles with jute box tops
    Soar with arches -
    Lines leaping up and sliding down -
Squares low and squat,
    Took up their space,
    Yanked from the line,
Openings left 
    Like toothless 
    Grinning;
Concealed within the cityscape unblinking
    The murmurings of urban sighs,
    No rise and fall of breathing, 
Foundation’s feet bound in stone
    Swaying only when magnum cores
    Tremble moving plates east to west, north to south;
Unseen
    The doorway cradle songs
    Of shivering dreams,
Desperation 
    Pacing 
    On the nineteenth floor
Fauna’s night perfume
    Floating up behind dark floral gates
    Of swirling iron
Grids of neighbors – blocks of neighborhoods -
    Graphs of boulevards winding round,
    Absent from the cityscape.

Inspirational verse – “When the lights go down in the city and the sun shines on the bay; do I want to be there in my city….I want to be there in my city.” Journey

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